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Thursday, April 14, 2011
Tree house
A tree house, a free house, A secret you and me house, A high up in the leafy branches Cozy as can be house. A street house, a neat house, Be sure and wipe your feet house Is not my kind of house at all- Let's go live in a tree house.
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